Patience is a virtue

After fifteen minutes of soft caresses, smooth words to calm her down and tight hugs pressing her firm tits against him, he led her back to the bike and started walking with her the final ten minutes back to the cabins. One step in front, MJ following a step behind, as if on a leash, head down. Bike forgotten in the bushes.

MJ didn’t say the go words even as they entered his cabin, the cabin Craig was sharing. She softly walked behind Nick, letting his girth hide her in case Craig was there, she wasn’t ready for that confrontation yet.

“Uncle, who is that with you? The bitch from last night?” MJ could hear Craig call from the living room and blushed because she was the bitch from last night; just not the one Craig was talking about.

“Nobody you need to worry about. Now shut-up and get out, or I will throw you out like last night.” Growled Nick, as he ushered MJ into his room.

“Fine Uncle, have your ugly whore. I’m going to try and find the ten I pounded last night.” Craig sniveled as he beat a hasty retreat. MJ could hear the fear in his voice and giggled thinking he was going to look for her and wouldn’t find her. He was such a boy. How had she mistaken him for a man she could love?

“Spidey and Petey, sir.”

Nick gave her another hug and kiss on the forehead before brushing her lips lightly with his. MJ reciprocated but failed to wrap her hands around his immense girth, satisfied with lightly stroking his sides, she left another kiss on his neck, this one lingered a bit.

“First my little Red whore go shower. I want you to clean yourself completely. I have a text to send.” Nick ordered, back into the role of her master, back to telling her what to do and how, taking all responsibility from her. Nick watched MJ leave, dropping her clothes to the floor as she sauntered to his bathroom. He loved how she cat-walked even barefoot, doing a runway spin and pose as he watched her enter the bathroom. Nick grabbed his phone, to send a text to his weed dealer for a special request, while closing the curtains and shades in his room and locking his bedroom door, he didn’t need any interruptions.

Nick: I need a few things, not normal order. full payment of receipt, gas money, plus $200 for arrival in 25 minutes.

Ed: Deal, what and where is delivery.

Nick sent his order, got confirmation, and waited while sitting with his phone going through the videos and pictures, setting up a looped reel with a few extras for later. He wanted to see how she greeted him after the shower. God what a good morning it had been. It was only 11:15 and he had had his prick in two bitches already. Dominating both. Today he wanted to push MJ a lot more and he had a perfect punishment for her, not to mention a perfect reward for himself, something to tie them together for years to come.

Stripping himself, grabbing a six pack of cheap beer and letting his clothes lie on the ground he put on a robe and sat on the chair near the desk. Cock soft and swinging between his spread legs.

Slowly sipping his first beer he placed his camera on the desk facing the bathroom, capturing the front of his body as he sat. Nick waited eyes glued to the bathroom door, cock slowly hardening until it reached a mid-seven inches. He wondered if the delivery would come before, or after she was finished.

As Mary Jane felt the warm water spray down on her body, she could feel the crusty cum start to dissolve from her hair, face and tits. She could feel the sexual tension slowly release from her body as she reflected on how she had technically fucked three different men in the span of twelve hours. All surprising good sexual experiences, all new. Craig was her first experience with having a huge cock consciously wreck her. Peter had taken her anal virginity. Nick was her first experience in submission. She found she had loved each experience in its own way. Her main thought was how far her and Nick would take things, how far was she willing to submit to him.

So far, he had only touched a pain threshold, not an obedience one. Said threshold was one she found was less about the pain than the surprise. She probably wouldn’t have called for a stop so soon if she knew what to expect. MJ wondered if she should let go and just expect to be surprised. She knew she still had a punishment coming.

Mary Jane also thought back to her experience with Peter, the ass fucking was something unexpected but hit a nice spot after she had relaxed. How would Nick, or Craig feel in her two hole, pumping in and out. She wanted to try it.